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[center][h1][color=c4df9b]Amelia Payne[/color][/h1]
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[I]Location: Her home, Los Angeles, California
Interacting With: Landlord[/I][/center]
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	Amelia felt a little bit nervous given the new information. It was not too surprising that they might not have met many of the others considering they couldn't be easy to find them because of the great number of people and the abysmal superpowered people to normals ratio that was forming in Amelia's mind. There was also the visions that were starting to happen during the waking times. Was this how it was going to be from now on? With frequent phantoms spooking them and losing control of their bodies just to appear somewhere else for a while?

	[color=c4df9b]“I haven't met anyone... When I'm not at work, I usually stay at home...” [/color]She admitted with quiet voice.[color=c4df9b][color=c4df9b]” I've been afraid that the others might not all be good people and that  I should stay away from them unless the government comes to hunt us or something...”[/color][/color] She said with a nervous low laughter, wondering if Riley will laugh at her for her concerns. It was a fair concern though, imagine if you were a government person and you learned that there are superhumans with crazy powers? You'd either want to kill them, enprison them to not have to think of the danger or try to capture and figure out the nature of their powers!

	At the mention of neighbors Amelia visibly flinched and she threw a scared glance at the wall. Naturally it was the man that was living next door that came to her mind. He was so scary, disgusting and every of his remarks towards her was filled with vulgar intent[color=c4df9b].” He... ahmm.. ammm... they are okey...”[/color] She said with unnerved voice, subconsciously avoiding looking at Riley's face.[color=c4df9b]” It's all alright... we just keep to ourselves and rarely cross paths...[/color]” 

	[color=c4df9b]“Riley what do you think will happen to us? Are we next after that woman?” [/color]She asked, hoping to change the subject, but then recalled the nightmare and felt like throwing up. They saw her getting murdered, but was it because the murderer was like them? 

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[center][h1][color=fff200]Claire Winters [/color][/h1]
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[I]Location: Cafe near ME Office, New York City, New York
Interacting With: Olivia[@Nallore][/I][/center]
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	[color=fff200]“Nice to meet you, Miss Peterson.”[/color] Claire greeted with a smile, throwing a look at Olivia. The cop knew that the Quinn woman will seek them out eventually. No way she'd miss an opportunity to talk with someone in the same situation. If she was in her shoes she wouldn't miss it either after all. She highly suspected she'd want to ask if they knew something which also wouldn't be surprising. They were all only human after all. 

	[color=fff200]“Since we are all heading in the same direction, come join us under the umbrella.”[/color] She said with a grin, moving closer to Olivia and moving her hand that was holding the umbrella across the ME's shoulder, so Olivia and Quinn could get some protection. Her own shoulder would be exposed, but frankly she didn't really care right now, it wasn't raining as heavily anymore and she'd be out of those clothes, into a warm bath and into bed soon enough.